[Intro: Danny Towers, Juice WRLD]
(Ayy, pipe up, Hoodrixh)
(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
D.T. in this motherfucker, man
Whole lotta [?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Danny Towers]
They was sleepin' on me, now I'm wakin' 'em up
Baking soda, yola, got me scrapin' it up
She said, "Why your brother tried to pay me to fuck?"
Bitch, my brothers is my brothers so I can't give a fuck (Yeah)
Slidin' through the bity, bitch, we painting it red
I can't tell my n***as shit, them n***as fucked off they heads
I've been through so much of shit, them n***as left me for dead
Now I'm creepin' with that stick, that's how you forced me to play it
I spin bin in that double R, jumpin' out with blicks
I put a ten on your fuckin' noggin', you can't tell me shit
Like, why these n***as say they tough?
When shit get rough they jumpin' ship
Like, why these n***as think they us?
That typa shit'll get you flipped

[Chorus: Danny Towers]
Fuck-n***a, always trippin' 'bout a bitch
You a fuck-n***a, waitin' for some shit so you can switch
Fuck-n***a, why you kissin' on that trick?
Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich
Fuck-n***a, always trippin' 'bout a bitch
You a fuck-n***a, waitin' for some shit so you can switch
Fuck-n***a, why you kissin' on that trick?
Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich, n****
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Okay, okay-okay (Okay), okay-okay (Okay)
Okay, okay-okay, man, do the damn verse, n***a (Okay!)
Ultimate Denzel in this bitch, you know y'all n***as finished (Finished)
I got money on my mind, you n***as can't mind your business (Mind it)
Stayed with the 'Caine like O-Dog
N***as be thinkin' that I am societies menace (Huh)
Buddy, you talkin' 'bout chemistry (Sniffin?)
Buddy, I'm talkin' 'bout cannabis (Sticky)
Beefin' 'bout some hoes, now I'm creepin' on my fours (On my fours)
This fire in my hand could make you stop, drop, and roll (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
If bullets comin' fast, then I guess you leakin' slow (Slow)
But I ain't into murder, so I guess I'll let you go (Keep walkin')
But what I can do is take a pic of your crib (Pic of your crib)
Slide it on my dawg, now he know where you lives (I know where you stay)
Murk the family off, but except for the kids (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Then raise them as my own, have 'em think you a bitch 'cause you a

[Chorus: Danny Towers]
Fuck-n***a, always trippin' 'bout a bitch
You a fuck-n***a, waitin' for some shit so you can switch
Fuck-n***a, why you kissin' on that trick?
Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich
Fuck-n***a, always trippin' 'bout a bitch
You a fuck-n***a, waitin' for some shit so you can switch
Fuck-n***a, why you kissin' on that trick?
Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich, n****